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Gillian daSilva
Toronto, Ontario
memoirs*photoGraphy*echoes*mist on mountaintops
Interests: sun and sand, flowers, children, clean-eating food, long naps in a hammock, great reads, the perfect cup of tea, the perfect glass of red wine, learning Photoshop, lonnnnng walks while meditating
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Such lovely images! and I too want to hang on to summer as much as possible. Although I love the fall, in fact I cooked a turnip last night! The smell is aromatherapy to me!!!! I love your garden- in fact am quite jealous of it. Can't wait to have my own...we are so busy we've planted nothing. Nothing. It's sad. I want everything you have! LOL ALL OF IT!! Those tall, wispy cosmos are so amazing. Love them. Happy weekend shugs! xo G
THIS is a sight for sore eyes. Beautiful city, makes me want to visit. I was trying to pronounce it and sounding rather silly I'm sure...need you here to translate for me miss! Montreal Sermer. HA! Yes agree with Mary.H about a large glossy book with your images. Please do that. xo
Toggle Commented Dec 11, 2013 on A French city's time-worn charm at Paris Parfait
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....You can't find me! Try this: or try or try There! That ought to do it. While you are at it, have a MOST happy Thanksgiving!!! xoxo Continue reading
Posted Oct 10, 2011 at the dreaming Press.
Never fear, there is always time to blog when you feel like it!! Sounds like you are busy looking after what really matters, you! xxxooo
Toggle Commented Oct 3, 2011 on The Worst Blogger Award at A Whimsical Bohemian
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I have made a move. You can find me and my writing over at my other space... DREAMING PRESS I am changing things up for a fresh start. will point to the new space soon. Have a most beautiful... Continue reading
Posted Sep 12, 2011 at the dreaming Press.
The drive in. Beer! Watermelon salads. Frida Kahlo art at every turn! Lobster! Just a few lovelies that will see me through into fall. My mother and I are huge fall fans! We love outdoor markets, decorating with pumpkins, crockpot... Continue reading
Posted Sep 8, 2011 at the dreaming Press.
I'm trying to help the women who see me embrace who they are. Men age beautifully in the eyes of society. Yet-women aren't afforded the same luxury. Oh I miss my 20 year old face and body too. Yup. But I would like to be seen for more than that.
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The men who stop looking aren't real men. Real men know the value of a woman lies in her essence. Okay and red lipstick doesn't hurt either, lovely images.
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We love a good sunset. September seems to shine this time of the day. We stopped to ogle the puffy pink clouds with stars peeking out from beneath. No drama. No worries. No place else to be except right here.... Continue reading
Posted Sep 6, 2011 at the dreaming Press.
You have no idea how honoured I am to read that. That you have been with me years is simply wonderful BBG! Thank you for the sweet and kind words xoxo
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Marilyn, we outran Irene. But were sad to hear that some of Vermonts covered bridges were destroyed. :-(
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It's raining in New England. Yet it is entirely beautiful. My background is Portuguese and English, two very seafaring cultures. I'm drawn to this place with it's endless shorelines, seafaring vessels and crab cakes. Picked up a lost chunk of... Continue reading
Posted Aug 25, 2011 at the dreaming Press.
Never dreamed I'd be blonde. Until all my hair turned white about two years ago. Was tired of the skunk stripe with my black hair every three weeks. Now I cab go about six weeks. This is no bleach. All... Continue reading
Posted Aug 20, 2011 at the dreaming Press.
Well friends. My best friend and I were debating the magic of 1:11, and also of course 11:11. I think it's cosmic, as does she. What do you think? Ever look at the clock right when it is 11:11 or... Continue reading
Posted Aug 18, 2011 at the dreaming Press.
Bees buzzed about and hung heavily on purple thistle nearby as if watching me and what I was up to photographing this treasured shell and picture of my late Grandfather. The day was humid and I was out walking with... Continue reading
Posted Aug 15, 2011 at the dreaming Press.
If you like food, and you love check out Food Practice by Elena Rego. Her knowledge of all that is delicious and healthy meets her passion for shooting it. Do have a visit. When you need more information on... Continue reading
Posted Aug 6, 2011 at the dreaming Press.
I love modern technology. Just when you think I'm home posting to Typepad, swooosh!!! I'm actually doing other things. Typepad is wonderful enough to allow blog updates that are timed. So very, very cool. I should use this feature all... Continue reading
Posted Aug 5, 2011 at the dreaming Press.
A couple, {heck a few!} urgent things. I'll get to them most hurriedly, so you don't waste a single precious moment that you could be using to sign on for grand explorations and juicy adventures {that you so deserve}. First,... Continue reading
Posted Aug 4, 2011 at the dreaming Press.
Thank you! While I'm not usually superstitious, I am a believer in manifestation so every little intention helps. Whispered or hollered...I'll make my own path. xo
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yes! white noise! love the fans for that :) we were hit hard, the rain drops were so big they hit the house like baseballs. for a second i thought it was hail...but it wasn't. just big old fat rain. xox
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Mary Oliver has a poem called *bone* which gives me chills. It speaks of soul, of longing, of oceans and of knowing the golden sand lays 'neath the gray sea waves (like the knowing of our soul existence 'neath this... Continue reading
Posted Aug 1, 2011 at the dreaming Press.
i love green tea ice cream and the tiny bits of leaves you see strewn throughout, it has that sweet bite i love so much, and the colour is simply healthful & invigorating sunday is more green tea ice cream... Continue reading
Posted Jul 31, 2011 at the dreaming Press.
We are from a long Looonnnnng line of chuckers. We are minimalists. We don't even know it. We think we love shit. Then we ditch it to make room for Zen. Then we acquire once more. Hey, at least we are at peace with it! Easy come, easy go. It's the "go" I love as much as the "buy". Sigh. Cyclic madness of the shopping type. xoxo
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As a small child I had no mug but a small purple chair my father made for me. He was an upholsterer. Still is, by technicality. So. I had the chair. I don't have it anymore but he made my eldest daughter a purple chair and now that is her legacy. She and I talk of him opening his own children's furniture store, but no. He won't go for it. Sadly.
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